If I bend I'm breaking I'm tired of living through the yellow pages The ghosts are calling and they want you back Two hundred miles is farther than it seems It's just enough to keep you safe from me You might as well just hate me (And you can stop pretending) You're just what the boys like me are so afraid of And I can't imagine what it's Like stepping on all your friends Like they're concrete (they're not concrete) You're going to sink girl, (you're going to sink) The dust has settled now I see you clearly My eyes are open and my lungs are clean I left the tip jar out so you could be near me I hate that face you wear; you think it's so sincere You might as well just hate me (And you can stop pretending) You're just what the boys like me are so afraid of And I can't imagine what it's Like stepping on all your friends Like they're concrete (they're not concrete) You're going to sink girl, (you're going to sink) Why else would I believe any or everything Unless I had the faith that you had felt the same You might as well just hate me (And you can stop pretending) You're just what the boys like me are so afraid of And I can't imagine what it's Like stepping on all your friends Like they're concrete (they're not concrete) You're going to sink girl, (you're going to sink)